Conan: I'm really not the mastermind behind the scenes

Chapter 101 As an Undercover Agent

Baijiu stood in the office.

He didn't know why things had become like this.

To him, this world is actually a game, and he is a player who has traveled through time.

He doesn't hate this game. In the past, he had a mother who embarrassed him and a girlfriend who was worse in a sense; but after entering the game, he got rich and decent parents and a girlfriend who truly loved him.

He is not ambitious. Although he cannot get more women and wealth like his predecessors, and his current girlfriend's family conditions are generally not worthy of him, he reluctantly accepts it and works hard to do the annoying police work.

He always thought that he asked for less than enough.

...So why is it like this?

[Why did the organization want to kill... She saw something she shouldn't have seen...]

When he heard these words belonging to Teraoka Katsutoshi, Baijiu's mind went blank again.

He subconsciously looked at his boss who appeared at the door, and some thoughts flashed through his mind so quickly that even he didn't catch it.

Before he could say anything, Kotomine Qiao Na came back like a whirlwind.

Matsuda Jinpei followed behind her, his face was tired and his eyes were black, without the pretense of always looking down on others, and his expression was a little weird.

Kotomine Qiaona almost rushed to Baijiu.

Baijiu took a step back as if instinctively afraid.

He looked at that face. The face that looked very similar to his girlfriend was glaring at him angrily. There was not a single tear on the face, only the eyes were bloodshot.

That look made Bai Jiu, who had seen many criminals, feel afraid. His face began to hurt again and he couldn't say a word.

"you--"

"Buzz..."

Kotomine Qiaona's voice and Baijiu's cell phone ringtone rang at the same time.

Baijiu was relieved, turned his head, and answered the phone pretending to be natural.But what came out of the phone pinned him to the spot again.

"Hello, Mr. Baijiu, we are Japan XX Insurance Company."

"We are extremely saddened to hear the sad news about Miss Kotomine, and now we are here to inform you about the insurance compensation..."

"Miss Kotomine purchased the highest amount of accident insurance with our company during her lifetime, and the compensation was as high as 10 billion yen... Of course, if the insured is murdered, we have to do some review work. I hope you will cooperate. I heard that your job is... …”

insurance?

compensation?

……10?
Baijiu didn't react at all, as if the other party was speaking some kind of language that he couldn't understand at all.

Kotomine Qiao Na heard it.

"10 billion insurance compensation..."

With a trembling voice, she squeezed out these words through her teeth.

This time, Matsuda Jinpei behind her heard it, as well as some colleagues from the task force who surrounded her because they were worried that she would lose control of her emotions again.

Everyone looked at them in astonishment.

"——This is the real reason why you used her as bait, right?!"

Kotomine Qiao Na took out a stack of white paper from her bag and smashed it hard into Bai Jiu's face. After the hit, the contract papers scattered on the floor, and her voice was heard throughout the office.

Baijiu was completely confused.

There was a moment of silence in the room. After this brief, tomb-like silence, whispers sounded from all corners of the office.

……

The people present were all police officers, who deal with all kinds of crimes every day.

They have been to many scenes, seen countless corpses, heard all kinds of strange reasons for committing crimes, and been exposed to the most terrifying side of human nature.

They will speculate on everyone around the deceased from the darkest angle, which will allow them to catch the criminal faster.

It is not uncommon to kill spouses/friends/policy holders with other identities to defraud high-value insurance policies. There are too many people who take risks for money, and the search class receives many cases every year.

Now this incident happened in the Metropolitan Police Department, and the beneficiary was a policeman.

——A policeman who offered to let his girlfriend, who was just an ordinary person, go to work as a dangerous decoy.

……

Baijiu stayed where he was, motionless.

The passive skill of listening to others' voices once brought him a lot of convenience.

For example, he can know the prisoner's true thoughts and save a lot of troublesome interrogation work;
For example, he can listen to his boss's thoughts, actively cater to the other person's preferences, and be a lovable subordinate.For example, he can know who smiles at him on the surface, but actually hates him on the inside. He writes down the names of those people and gives them to Hojo Tooka, asking her to find them the next time she comes to the Metropolitan Police Department to change her will.

But more often than not, it got him into trouble.

like now.

Unprecedented turbulent voices from all directions poured into Baijiu's brain in just a few seconds.

He was almost unsteady on his feet, and he looked around, trying to find some of the people who had supported his decoy plan last time.

——[Is it finally over? 】

The colleague who thought this way last time sighed now.

【Fake insurance?No wonder he is so diligent in sending his girlfriend to do such things...]

Baijiu turned to another one.

——[Hurry up and agree, what is Matsuda doing? Does he still want to live like this... He wants to continue, I have had enough...]

The colleague who had silently supported him last time covered his face in pain.

"What on earth are you doing? This kind of thing shouldn't happen..." His voice sounded so guilty that he almost cried.

Baijiu couldn't say anything.

No, he still spoke, but his voice sounded like it was coming from someone else's mouth: "I didn't. I didn't know she had insurance. And I was at the Metropolitan Police Department when she died."

"You don't have time, but you can cooperate with others!"

Kotomine Qiao Na took another step forward, her voice sharp.

"Sister... struggled for a long time before she was alive..." She said this with difficulty, tears streaming down her face. Others could hear clearly, and she shouted loudly: "But she also saw the appearance of the murderer, leaving behind got the information!”

When Matsuda Jinpei realized what she was about to say, his expression suddenly changed - Baijiu had never seen him look so ugly - and he reached out to cover her mouth.

"Zero (Rei)!"

She shouted, staring straight at Baijiu.

"Among your friends, is there someone with this name?!!"

The whispers grew louder.

Baijiu was stunned: "Zero..."

"Hey!!" Matsuda Jinpei shouted in a low voice.

"Dong dong dong."

A rhythmic knock on the door suddenly came.

Baijiu turned his head and saw a man wearing an olive suit, sparse eyebrows, and a pair of dark glasses standing at the door, followed by several people.

"Thank you for your hard work these days." He said to them politely.

"——The next work will be taken over by the public security."

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In the evening, outside a izakaya, Toru Amuro listened to Yuya Kazami's report.

Without much hesitation, the undercover police officer issued orders to his direct subordinates.

"Monitor her every move." He said calmly, and then added after thinking: "Detain her if necessary."

He met four members of the Kotomine family a few years ago and knew that Kotomine Qiaona was a reporter.This year, she also wrote a sensational report in Japan, which aroused heated discussion in society.

If such a person with certain public influence and connections insists on investigating, it will cause a lot of trouble, especially since she has seen him in person and knows his appearance and real name.

...And now he must not be exposed.

"clear."

Feng Jianyu didn't have any doubts and hung up the phone after speaking.

Toru Amuro took his cell phone away and got out of the car. When he opened the door of the izakaya, he had already put on the gentle smile of a good teacher in school.

"Sorry for keeping everyone waiting."

Teachers from Minato City Middle School who had a colleague gathering in an izakaya said they were fine.

Aoyagi Binguang, who was sitting at the bar closest to the TV, smiled and put down his small wine glass: "The yakitori and daifuku here are pretty good."

Amuro Toru sat down next to him naturally: "Really? Then I'll order one too."

(End of this chapter)